The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife
Chapter 293: Kill Me Before You Go

Chapter 293: Kill Me Before You Go

The assassins, despite their training, couldn’t help but tremble with fear. Ye Siheng’s swordsmanship was too fast and ruthless! This was a tough opponent!

Ye Siheng’s dark and cold eyes swept over them, causing the leading assassin to feel a chill running down his spine, causing him to step back involuntarily.

To step back was to admit defeat.

Ye Siheng, like a ghost, moved without a trace. The sword energy condensed in his hand scattered like mist in the sky.

The leading assassin hadn’t even begun to resist, and his head was already severed.

In less than half an incense stick of time, more than ten assassins had been killed!

The formation of the assassins was immediately thrown into chaos.

Ye Siheng’s hand trembled slightly, shaking off most of the blood on the blade.

A trace of impatience flashed across his handsome face. "You’re afraid of death, and yet you still dare to call yourselves assassins?"

It was getting late, and he should have been at the Wangfu by now, having dinner with A’Li. Being transferred to this godforsaken place meant he would have to expend some effort to get back, and he didn’t want to waste any more time here.

Finally angered, several assassins rushed forward together.

With a few clanging sounds, Ye Siheng effortlessly took their lives.

He stepped forward, treading on the sand and gravel, and said, "Yes, just like that."

The assassins tightened their throats, wanting to ask Ye Siheng to stop moving forward.

The sun had already set completely.

The sky was as dark as ink, with a bright moon hanging high, shedding a shimmering light.

Ye Siheng was covered in blood, but under the cold moonlight, he looked pure and noble, as if he were a deity descended to earth.

But this god was also a killer.

With each step he took, the assassins took a step back.

Ye Siheng was finally annoyed. If they didn’t dare to come to him, then he would take the initiative to go to them.

He flew past, his sword wielded with ease, and with a swift move, another person fell.

The night wind in the mountains was chilly.

There were less than twenty assassins left at this moment.

They had fought with all their might, but not one of them could withstand Ye Siheng’s attacks, and he seemed to have endless inner strength and energy, showing no signs of fatigue.

The assassins had reached a dead end.

"Use the Concentration Pill!" Suddenly, one assassin shouted.

But the other assassins hesitated.

The Concentration Pill could instantly increase their internal strength tenfold, but in doing so, both their mental and internal strength would be depleted. Even if they could defeat Ye Siheng, they would have nowhere to go.

Ye Siheng frowned slightly, not expecting them to have such a trick up their sleeve.

Although he wasn’t tired, if more than ten people all took the pill and forced out their potential, it would be difficult to deal with.

To avoid increasing the difficulty, Ye Siheng’s eyes darkened, and his figure flew, killing one more person.

The assassins were still hesitating, but seeing Ye Siheng’s ferocity, they knew that even if they didn’t take the pill, they would only die here.

But if they took it, there was still a chance to complete the mission!

In the end, eight of them quickly took out the pills and swallowed them.

In an instant, their figures seemed to grow stronger, and their breath changed.

Ye Siheng squinted his eyes, his wrist turned, and the blade reflected the half moon. He lightly opened his lips, "Come on."

With their internal strength greatly increased, their light work and techniques were even more powerful than before.

They attacked together, but Ye Siheng dodged and counterattacked.

The sword energy danced like a dragon, still fierce and extraordinary, but now the eight assassins were able to withstand his sword moves!

The battlefield was filled with flashing swords and blood splatters.

After a cup of tea, Ye Siheng found an opening and dealt with two assassins, but he was starting to feel a bit strained.

His arm was scratched, blood staining his sleeves, slowly dripping down. The back of his hand and palm were all covered in a bloody red.

There were only six assassins left.

Their internal strength had clearly increased tenfold, but Ye Siheng not only could withstand their attacks, but also killed two of them.

It was evident how high Ye Siheng’s martial arts skills were.

What kind of monster was he?!

"We can’t keep going like this, we’re running out of time!" one assassin said.

"Who doesn’t know that!" Another assassin gritted his teeth. If they could kill Ye Siheng, they would have done so long ago!

"Don’t give him a chance to catch his breath!"

The six men attacked again with their weapons.

Ye Siheng’s face was cold. His hands were a bit slippery from the blood, and after just two moves, his long sword was knocked out of his hand.

The six men were overjoyed, their eyes filled with even deeper killing intent.

Without his weapon, Ye Siheng was at his mercy! This was the perfect opportunity to kill him!

The six men shouted in their hearts, with only one thought in mind.

Six cold lights approached from all directions, leaving Ye Siheng with no chance of evasion.

A hint of fierceness flashed in Ye Siheng’s eyes. He circulated his internal energy, and powerful force surged from his dantian, creating a whirlwind.

His sleeves fluttered violently!

Their weapons were suppressed by his internal energy, making it difficult for them to move even half an inch.

Their faces were filled with surprise. After fighting with them to this extent, Ye Siheng still had such internal strength!

The moonlight was obscured by clouds, revealing only faint outlines. The sky and earth were shrouded in darkness.

Ye Siheng no longer had the godly aura, but instead appeared like a demon from hell.

He circulated his internal energy with both hands.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Six consecutive strikes!

All the swords and knives broke!

The six men were shaken back several meters by Ye Siheng’s powerful force. Although the effects of the pills had not yet taken effect, their meridians had been shattered, and they were coughing up blood profusely.

However, Ye Siheng still approached one of them.

This one had only suffered minor injuries to his meridians. The other five were either gasping for breath or dead. Only he could still move.

In the deep darkness, he couldn’t see Ye Siheng’s face, only hearing the sound of his footsteps, which made him feel terrified.

He tried his best, grabbing at the weeds and gravel on the ground, muttering, "Don’t... don’t come closer, don’t come closer."

Just let him die quietly.

Ye Siheng casually kicked up a sword, already standing next to the assassin. "Where’s your horse?"

"Ah?" The assassin was stunned.

"Otherwise, how did you get here?" Ye Siheng was extremely impatient.

"We didn’t ride horses here."

Ye Siheng stabbed down with his sword, deliberately choosing the most painful spot. "This place should be quite far from the capital. Without riding horses, did you walk here?"

The assassin screamed in pain as he answered, "No, a Taoist priest drew a huge array of symbols and sent us here in batches."

"What place is this? Which way back to the capital?" Ye Siheng stabbed again.

Sweat dripped from the assassin’s forehead as he whimpered, "I don’t know... We were gathered together to carry out the mission, and we didn’t ask too many questions."

Ye Siheng’s mood became even worse. "You don’t know anything. I should have just taken your life."

Only then did the assassin realize that Ye Siheng had deliberately left himself a way out.

Why was he so miserable?!

Even more miserable was the fact that Ye Siheng turned around and ignored him.

The assassin stared at his departing figure with wide eyes. "You... you could at least... at least kill me before you go."

Be a good person, please!

Ye Siheng didn’t look back. "You can wait to die slowly. This is your useless punishment."

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